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GOBLINS! AND LOTS OF THEM!

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The assassins in the town!

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Gonzou suiciding!

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The shadow monster encounters of all kinds!

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The mountains!

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The werewolf incident with Nadarr, leading to us getting arrested!

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The bandit camp side quests!

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The fortress upper levels! (Necromancers, gate, madmen)

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The caverns! (Dragon, Cotl, Cave Crocs)

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The Fortress lower levels! (Maze, Grot/Symon/Gonzou Fight, Husks)

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The flesh party that was the final battle!

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The epilogue (and the end of almost two years of madness)

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None! It sucked!

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Total Members Voted: 9

[apiks]

((Of course leave it to Nadarr to ask THAT.))

Alexander steps forward with a stone look on his face. As if he's searching for something he knows will not be here.

"I seek old knowledge. Even forbidden knowledge. I seek to know the secrets of life and death. Of the mind. I seek that which nobody must have. Is there a place where I can get such a thing in this fortress? If not here, do you know where in the world?"

His eyes now cold and dark. A look of age haunts his face. Not a single emotion showed from him. Almost as if it was just a husk. But one thing could be told by the tone of his voice. He was dead serious. And he knew he was walking on a thin line.

[TD1]

((*Whistles*

Well then. Alex wants to be a Necromancer ))

[Hanzoku]

Karl's eyes narrow as he stares sharply at Alexander.

Karl listens carefully to the answer given to Alexander.

When the time comes for Karl's question, he considers it carefully, and then asks.

"Tell us of what walks the halls of this fortress. What do we face, and where?"

[Sirus]

((*Whistles*

Well then. Alex wants to be a Necromancer ))

((What, being a sparkly vampire wasn't dark and edgy enough?

Btw, I'm planning to use my question to learn how to get rid of the troll head, so y'all best make your questions count.))

[highmax28]

((Of course leave it to Nadarr to ask THAT.))

Alexander steps forward with a stone look on his face. As if he's searching for something he knows will not be here.

"I seek old knowledge. Even forbidden knowledge. I seek to know the secrets of life and death. Of the mind. I seek that which nobody must have. Is there a place where I can get such a thing in this fortress? If not here, do you know where in the world?"

His eyes now cold and dark. A look of age haunts his face. Not a single emotion showed from him. Almost as if it was just a husk. But one thing could be told by the tone of his voice. He was dead serious. And he knew he was walking on a thin line.

His face turns solemn and grim.

"If you seek the power of Necromancy, then I will not help you. If you wish to know the information that you seek, and still haunts you, then you must find the answers elsewhere. The Necromancer Ur has only a sliver of information of what you seek."

Karl's eyes narrow as he stares sharply at Alexander.

Karl listens carefully to the answer given to Alexander.

When the time comes for Karl's question, he considers it carefully, and then asks.

"Tell us of what walks the halls of this fortress. What do we face, and where?"

"There are many creatures Ur had slain in his time here. Many once forgotten horrors have been reawakened by the awe of his power. As we speak, his power has gone so great that it is starting to extend beyond the halls. Though you may not see it, the sky has turned black as night when the sun should be out, and shadow creatures wander the wilds in greater numbers. They have almost engulfed from here to the Small Teeth Mountains... And I fear the power will grow from there.

You will face horrors from within the fortress and without. You heard about the young cave dragon, the forgotten beast in the depths, and now hear of the others:

Shadow creatures, a product of Ur's mastery of dark magic, wander the halls in the lower parts, above the forges but under the guilds. Then creatures that are Ur's perfection and his greatest creations walk the forges and guard his lair. And before you reach them, you will face three of his four champions. One you know and have fought against. One is a fallen comrade who's fear and cowardice fueled him in life, and his anger and lust for war fuel him in death. One is someone who you met, but you will not recognize him when you meet him. And the last champion sits between the fine lines of life and death, madness and sanity, duty and rage. He has become the very thing that he sought to destroy and has been infused with the shadow. If he wasn't immune to their power and had his soul become welded with the shadow magic, there would have been a way to return him to normal. But now only death can end his suffering. This last one is not here.

In the depths, if you dare wander inside, you will find that horror in the depths, but there is great reward in them if you wish to go. There are creatures that wander in the caverns but know when something comes near. They are blind in light, but have other ways of fighting without eyes. Take caution when you go there."

[TD1]

((Does Alexander not get to ask a different question? Ouch if he doesn't.))

[mastahcheese]

Cromwell starts to shake uncontrollably, babbling in unknown voices.

"Where the flaming f^&( did my gods d&^%ed reindeer go?"

He stops shaking, and pauses.
"The f^&% happened to my voice? I sound like an idi-"
He stops as he gets a look around. The walls. The apparition standing before him.
"Where the h$%# are we?"

((I just speed-read through 50 pages of this, so you know.))

[highmax28]

Cromwell starts to shake uncontrollably, babbling in unknown voices.

"Where the flaming f^&( did my gods d&^%ed reindeer go?"

He stops shaking, and pauses.
"The f^&% happened to my voice? I sound like an idi-"
He stops as he gets a look around. The walls. The apparition standing before him.
"Where the h$%# are we?"

((I just speed-read through 50 pages of this, so you know.))

"You are in Uristash, a dwarven mountainhome but now it is called called Ana~Atayo; the Dead Homes."

[mastahcheese]

"Huh. Underground fortresses all look the same to me.
Now where'd my mount go?"

[apiks]

((Actually it's not necromancy that Alexander seeks. It more or less is something in regards to his background. And as for the question, I asked it on purpose since I knew what the answer would be. I'm not expecting to be given a second chance.))

Mutters to himself in disappointment.

"Same here, huh? But a sliver is all I need to begin the hunt."

[TD1]

Cromwell starts to shake uncontrollably, babbling in unknown voices.

"Where the flaming f^&( did my gods d&^%ed reindeer go?"

He stops shaking, and pauses.
"The f^&% happened to my voice? I sound like an idi-"
He stops as he gets a look around. The walls. The apparition standing before him.
"Where the h$%# are we?"

((I just speed-read through 50 pages of this, so you know.))

"You are in Uristash, a dwarven mountainhome but now it is called called Ana~Atayo; the Dead Homes."

((...

Mastah, I think you just got your one answer 0_o))

[apiks]

Cromwell starts to shake uncontrollably, babbling in unknown voices.

"Where the flaming f^&( did my gods d&^%ed reindeer go?"

He stops shaking, and pauses.
"The f^&% happened to my voice? I sound like an idi-"
He stops as he gets a look around. The walls. The apparition standing before him.
"Where the h$%# are we?"

((I just speed-read through 50 pages of this, so you know.))

"You are in Uristash, a dwarven mountainhome but now it is called called Ana~Atayo; the Dead Homes."

((...

Mastah, I think you just got your one answer 0_o))

((I don't think he particularly cares. I had a hard time thinking of a good question.))

[highmax28]

((That, and he JUST woke up from an extensive nap))

Cromwell, still disorientated, now seems to have a permanent hollow sounding voice that gives a strange, otherworldly echo that somehow fits masterfully with his voice. Either his teleportation is finally catching up to him, or the possession was gripped on him for too long. With that, no one else in the party is possessed.

Welcome back, Cromwell Jackson

[Hanzoku]

((Welcome back!

Hey, USEC_OFFICER, are you still with us? Symon has been really, really quiet for a while now.))

[highmax28]

((Welcome back!

Hey, USEC_OFFICER, are you still with us? Symon has been really, really quiet for a while now.))

((He's DMing his own campaign in 5e, so he's busy as well))